I am the smell of jasmine and sex left on your sheets.
I am early Saturday mornings
and late afternoons.
I am the whisper of memory on your neck
the longing that wakes you in the middle of the night.
I am the thirst in your veins,
the silken body snaked next to you in your dreams.

I am your wanton goddess
that will do anything you ask of me...

Bend me, shape me, break me if you must
I'll be your fuck puppet
if thats what you want.

I can be a little dirty
or I can be a little sweet
I can stand ready to give
or kneel waiting to receive.
I'll be the one that fulfills
all your sticky sweet needs.

Tie me,
spank me,
slip it in slow and hot
touch me in all those dark, secret and trembling spots.

I'll be your verbotan slut
charm you,
please you,
arouse and awaken
I am flesh for the taking.

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